Hearing this, the second uncle decided not to push the matter any further and continued, "Those two children are indeed future talents. I certainly hope they embrace their heritage in the future. It would be a shame to leave those talents to collect dust."
Willow didn't say anything. For her, it would also be a good sign if those talents had collected a little bit of dust. However, in such a world like this, it would be better to turn those talents into sharp and strong blades in the future if they were to survive without her.
Willow got to work and continued to examine the gravestones. Each of them were elegantly carved with smooth images over the stone tablet. Each names were carefully etched into the stone with distinct red markings.
"There's a strange energy coming from all of them." The second uncle noted with a frown as he examined one of the stones, "This energy. Could it belong to an immortal? A God or a Goddess?"